Bradwell
I've taken some time out from the office to stay in the quite remarkable village of Bradwell. To be honest I just had to get away from those witches, always stirring up trouble as well as bizarre potions. And where is the post that we've been promised? Nowhere to be found. I do hope a cure is found for Keira's "problems", what does the Colonel have to say on this matter?
Last night I entered local society at the annual charity Pie and Pea supper followed by a quiz. Having never really been a fan of this particular gastronomic experience I was pleasantly surprised by the quality of this dish. A veritable feast!
p.s. we came second. Not bad eh? Och Aye!
Last night I entered local society at the annual charity Pie and Pea supper followed by a quiz. Having never really been a fan of this particular gastronomic experience I was pleasantly surprised by the quality of this dish. A veritable feast!
p.s. we came second. Not bad eh? Och Aye!
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Absolutely! Actually it occured to me that this is the first time I've ever lived "up north". It could be a challenge.
Don't panic! Don't panic!
Well I've tried getting the sheep to fight a bit more amongst themselves but it's not really working. To make up for it I bought a copy of "Kind hearts and coronets". Mass-murdering fun for all the family.
Your powers are weak, old man!
I can only shake my head in disgust at you Darth. I don't think I have anything to fear from the dark side of the force.
I see you are quick to learn your mistakes, however.
Perhaps the grammar pedant needs to take the advice given by the friends of the scottish girder herder.
Maybe your eyes are painted on?
Maybe you could start making sense. Or stop begin an appologist for that evil Darth Vader.
I must go save the lovely Juliette/Leia.
It is I, the actress Keira Knightley, whippet-thin lipless drama school strumpet.
Do you like me?
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